like u speakin wit ya nose, u don talk pass ya mouth
Like dates, fuckah ima take u out, //
I'm over those (overdose) u and ya lame rhymes. Me i cant shout,
YDK lives to have uhoh meatstaff in his mout//
I put drinks and foods in a tray just to serve tru GOD
So i no go shock (chalk) wen i see ya lame flows duh i get bored (board)//
Niqqa if u ball for real den madrid must be in mess
Cos ya lines leave a pool (liverpool) of wackness//
Walking into the law court wid a gun u still wouldnt drop a bar
i DISS PLAY (display) like i do beef for fun. Niqqa ur as fake as belgium car//
Ima batter-ya-skull den scatter-ya-ball like a player wid no skills
ima crack-ya-ribs like comedians den pack-ya-hips so u knw how pain feels//
i gat u on ya kneels, now ur next to the feet (defeat)
Kissing a Dam wit mouth odour is the only time u gon spit, //
Ima split ya head into two so u can think twice,
Only time u gon be feeling high is having emotion for flies, //
Braaaaaaaaaa
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